When I was in high school this popular "Mormonad" hung in my bedroom for years. It's probably the reason I love daisies far more than roses. I don't know that I really learned the lesson it was trying to teach until the past few years though.
I watched [most of] the movie "Runaway Bride" again today. (Netflix keeps me entertained while I attempt to work and write from home.) The underlying point of the movie is that the "bride" (played by Julia Roberts) doesn't know what it is she likes, and just goes along with her fiance's preferences. She supposedly doesn't know herself well enough to have strong preferences, all the way down to how she likes to eat eggs (she always takes it the same way her fiance does).
I didn't finish the movie. I never liked it much. There's something about it that just doesn't sit right with me. It doesn't take a psychotherapist to figure out why.
I once had a guy/relationship candidate/possible ex-boyfriend tell me that it bothered him how I "stalked" him by liking all the same things he liked. Apparently it never occurred to him that we really did just like a lot of the same things. (See, for me, that was the appeal of the possible relationship. We had a lot in common. For him it was creepy that we were so alike. Go figure.)
One of those things that we had in common was a love for all things superhero and sci-fi tv/movies. As I watched "Runaway Bride" today I also texted several girlfriends to see who might be game for going to the DC comic con with me - while I wore this shirt-
Which got me to thinking about my collection of superhero t-shirts (that I've had long before I ever met that guy)-
(I have about 10 more shirts I don't have pictures of myself in.)
But possibly the best proof ever that I loved the Justice League and all things sci-fi long before I loved men-
Yeah baby, that's the 4 year old me getting R2D2, and Spider-Woman Underoos for Christmas.
And this dude has been hanging out on my desk for 8 years now.
So let it be known. I'm no "Runaway Bride." I know who I am. I know what I like.
(And there's a long list of ex-boyfriends who wished I didn't like country music as much as I do as proof!)
I'll see y'all at Comic Con!